If rain were words, could talk, somehow, against your skin,
I'd say look up, let it utter on your face.
Now hear my love for you. Now walk.
Disclaimer
Be offended if you want by my writings; it's your blood pressure, not mine. (:
your mirror
sixteen. 12A01B; formerly a chopstick. ex-coralite, ex-riverlite, ex-rosythian and now a rafflesian.
member of rgsrcy&aikirinashi; love always and rgavpa - girls in black.
hobo. part-time PUSSian. forever a sexysixfifteener <3
